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Paintings from my Home

I was born and raised in the mountains of Vermont and now I am reaching back for

images that are near and dear to my heart. I am excited about doing work that comes

from the land and people that I love. The first of these paintings (below) was just completed.


The Tending Door

9 1/2 X 16

Acrylic on Panel

Chester, Vermont

As a boy I followed my grandfather out to his hen house and through this door

to help him feed the chickens and collect the eggs. For almost 40 years he came

and went each day faithfully tending his chickens. The handle is rusted with age

 and the wood is rounded and worn completely smooth from my

grandfather's hand where he pushed the door open to leave each day.

I had a tremendous sense of connection as I painted this

piece of my past. 

The Tending Door is dedicated to my Grampa Gardner

whom I loved so much.

 Detail of The Tending Door



9 1/2 X 16

Acrylic on Panel

Chester, Vermont

I couldn't very well paint the inside without painting the outside of the door. Worn and weathered

from more than 80 years of harsh Vermont winters and sun bleaching summers, the old door stood against

the elements for over thirty years for my grandfather's chickens. Beyond the edge of the door you can just

see the inside of his coop and the window that looked out onto the field beyond. The old coop was litteraly

rotting into the ground so I took it apart, rescued what I could and rebuilt it in Quechee, Vermont

where it now shelters my own chickens. I retired the old door and it now has a place of

honor in the hallway right outside of my studio. This painting is a rememrbrance

of that old coop that stood in Chester. I took careful photos of it before

I tore it down just so that I could do these paitings later.


 Detail of Grampa's Door


Stella's Horse Barn

The barn is long gone but the old black and whites that I took of it  30 years ago, provided the detail I needed to paint this painting. More info is availible on The Early Works page.

Springfield, Vermont


Stella's Cow Barn,The Wake

Springfield, Vermont

It was a sad day for Sharon and I as we made a trip to Springfield, Vermont to pay our last respects to the last barn standing on Stella's farm. Half of it had already been torn down. Sharon picked up one of the pegs that had been driven out of a mortice and tenon joint and kept it as a remembrance. I climbed into the hayloft with my camera and found an old porcelin pan and an innoculation bottle nearby. Light streamed in and imposed on the once dark solitude of the loft. Two centuries were about to dissapear. The pan was rusted through and beyond use so I brought it home with me and let it be a sad reminder of Stella's Cow Barn that proudly stood for almost 200 years.

  Stella's Cow Barn  - detail

 Gone to Pasture
Stella's cow barn is gone now. The white oak door with it's rusty latch, the rugged  beams and wide
pine boards...every bit of it is gone. What remains is a feeling of emptyness. This was once a proud,
prosperous farm on rich Connecticut River bottomland, but it has been stripped of it's heritage. The
1774 house is all that's left.  One by one the barns and out buildings have all succome. Sharon and I
got to take one last look before they finished tearing it all down. I did a photo shoot of what was left. 
The Wake and Gone to Pasture are two of the three paintings that will commemorate the last barn.
One more to go but that is a painting for another day.

Highland Lace

12 x 16

Acrylic on Panel

Pomfret, Vermont

Last fall I went for a hike with a friend and we ended up on top of a mountain with a magnificent

view out across the the Green Mountain range. It was here that I fell in love with the highlands of

Pomfret. I felt like I was a million miles from anywhere. The milkweed pods were exploding

with another year's worth of prodegy and the autumn winds obligingly picked up their little

lacy parachutes and flew them off to destinations unknown to begin a new generation.


Grampa's Gas Can

Even though this is the very first painting I did when I began 6 years ago, I felt it shoud be here. Grampa Gardner used this can all the time to fill the garden tractors that he used to till his land in Chester. It is obviously not a great painting but it was my starting point and it deserves to be here with my Vermont paintings.

Chester, Vermont
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